3 Lil Piggies

These three little piggies say I ain't good as Biggie

These motherfuckin' niggies say my pen game is iffy

This ain't just yellin', nigga, this is storytellin'

Are there any seeds up in that watermelon?

Just because the melanin never sold the heroin

Still got the avalanche flow that will bury them

Still got the pyroclastic flow and the calico

Red nigga, pale face, treat me like a Navajo

Bag a ho like a nigga work up at Stop-N-Go

Mop your ass then do a show, I call it mop and glow

Got to get my capital, Ice Cube is tactical

Holy mackerel, don't have to mack a ho

All I got to do is ask a ho (ask a ho)

Then it's all mathematical, some say I'm radical

Skip the sabbatical, do you wanna battle, though?

Bitch niggas already know how that'll go

Fuckin' with Geronimo, even playin' dominoes

Get ghost, adiós, nigga, vámonos

Motherfucker, I'm the Coast, get my locs

Get my folks takin' tokes, you's a hoax

Do you have any hits or just features?

These creatures spit bullshit from the bleachers

I'm the grim reaper with the ether

I'm the one that hit you with a sleeper, left you lookin' like a tweaker

Can you make it come out the speakers?

With over 30 years of heaters, motherfuckers can't beat us

Y'all better join us, anoint us

Yup, kick back and take pointers and stop cuttin' corners

Don't you try to warn us 'cause these lyrics are enormous (yeah)

And I'm the truth and y'all just performance

He said, "Cube still got it," that's when I shot his ass

What the fuck you talkin' 'bout, bitch? I'm the product (blast)

I'll never lose it, nigga, I'll just abuse it

Are we talkin' movies, bitch, or are we talkin' music?